The Housemaid Series Books Novels & Stories

“Ma’am, you can't be here. This is a… “ the maid trailed off as Aurora raised her hand without looking up at her or shifting her focus from the book. The maid froze and Aurora opened the book. It was an ancient book of spells and it was way better than the one Lucino burnt or the one she was reading in Tanya’s place. Aurora closed the book and finally turned to the maid. “Oh,” she muttered and stared at her as she walked towards her. She got to her and poked her cheek. There was no movement from the maid. Aurora smirked and headed out of the basement with the book. She got out and snapped her finger. The maid in the basement regained consciousness and wondered what had happened or what she w

Ray had made it clear that the parents had warned them to stay clear of my path. I didn't want to lose my only job, I couldn't afford to. A few hours later, I had already changed Bryson's beddings, made Ray's bed and now I was unpacking. The room was pretty good for a housemaid like me. It had a canopy bed, dresser, Tv cabinet and a walk in wardrobe. I only had a few clothes, the closet was so big for my few old tees and sweats. I didn't own any jewellery, not even a single pair of earrings. Mmmh I'll just leave my clothes in the suitcase like before, and just take out my toothbrush.

We walk past her walking towards the books that were in the back of the store. I turn back to look at her, I get scared as her face looked burned and her face was melting off her skull. I look away and shake my head trying to clear my head. "Hey look, there's a book about astral projection with tips on how to do it." She grabs the book off the shelf and walks over to the crystals and starts to look at various ones. She grabs the ones that look nicest to her, not reading any description on them. I tried to help but she shrugged me off and said "I like these instead."

he replied, "a harem of men, called a reverse harem in the books she used to read." "Julia, you're far stranger than I ever gave you credit for." "I'll attempt to explain that to you while Master is getting ready for supper with your parents." "A hint meant for me, no doubt," Master said. Master left to shower. I wondered if he'd return naked or be uncomfortable in front of his sister. She looked at me expectantly. "It's true. Quite a few of the books I used to read were reverse harem novels. One woman having to serve two or more men. They weren't the only type I read, but maybe fifty percent."

He pointed to the open bathroom door again and this time I scuttled to do what he wanted. “Who is it?” he called. “Housekeeping.” A woman’s voice sang out and even to my ears it sounded forced. “No thanks, love, we’ve had fresh sheets.” Still Domino didn’t move. Walking backwards, he moved towards his cut where it lay over the back of a chair.

The head maid asked looking at the other maids in the room for an answer. "I told her. she said she was not hungry." The girl Liz, replied looking back at the woman. "She is not hungry?" The woman said laughing and repeating the word again as if to stick the word to her brain. "Do we have a new girl?" A girl named Helen asked looking at the woman. She's the head's maid assistant and a maid to the queen, she also sometimes follow the head maid to serve the king. "Yes. A new maid to the king, can you believe that?" she said smiling. "She was brought here by Mr Travis to be a maid to the king."

"As for your clothes, I handled that myself. You were in no fit state to do it yourself." Serena flushed, her cheeks burning with embarrassment at the thought of this stern, judgmental woman seeing her in such a vulnerable state. "I see..." she murmured, her gaze dropping to the floor as a wave of shame washed over her. The maid's expression worsened. "Don't go getting any ideas, missy. Just because the master saw fit to bring you into this household doesn't mean you'll ever be its mistress. You're just a passing fancy, a plaything to be discarded when he tires of you." she warned in a voice low and laced with contempt.

"Yes, Fred. I... I've always loved you! You've always been the best brother in the whole world to me. You treated me right with lots of care. I've always wished and prayed to have a boyfriend like you but, I was never lucky. Until... Until Mom told me someday that you're not part of the family. She told me, you were adopted by them. Seeing Dad giving you all the inheritance, she isn't pleased with it so, she asked me to get them back from you." "I... I didn't want to go with her plans because I'm in love with you. I wanted to marry you so I can have you as mine. Please, let's just get married instead. You don't need another woman in your life! I... I can take good care of you, Fred. I can be

Anyone who did not know better would think no one lived here. Matteo's gaze swept over the nightstand. Their photo together used to sit there, but now it was completely empty, leaving only faint marks. He went to the walk-in closet next. The wardrobe was full of this season's haute couture, all sent according to Gianna's measurements, but she had not even removed the tags. Instead, in the corner, the few old cotton pajamas she usually wore were gone. The kitchen counter was spotless. The mugs printed with their cartoon faces had also disappeared.

but Aubrey remained silent, her gaze fixed on the ground. "You didn't listen to your mother. Apologize to my wife," Mrs. Davis demanded. Aubrey raised her eyes, met Davis's gaze, and stammered, "I-I-I am..." Interrupting her, Evan's voice resonated through the room. "My wife will not apologize to anyone," he declared, surprising everyone, including Mrs. Jane, who looked at Evan in disbelief. "Your wife?" Mr. Davis questioned, shocked. "Yes, both you and your mistress were berating my wife," Evan affirmed. "So, you married a maid," Mr. Davis sneered. Evan laughed and responded, "She is not a maid. She chooses to work because she enjoys it. Besides, you can marry any random woman off the stre